Luyện nghe bài hát Hellalujah

"Give God the portion of your income, say that with me"
"Give God the first portion of income"
"Give it first, not after the
Not the social security"

And the hospitalization, and the
Not after all these on ya check, ya say
'I'ma give God a little left
You do and that's what you gonna get God"

Who am I? I'm not the
I can take you to my
Above the rocks, the earth
Tell me what your is worth

How much do you make?
How will you let me take?
I give you tranquility
Just send your wealth and to me

Life is going to
And soul will burn in fire
You will in the thunder
you call my hotline number

God has asked you to make me
Me and my fat-rat bitch
On your TVs at night
those checks, and I'll guide you to the light

"Don't put your wallets just yet, brothers and sisters
There's somebody here I'd all of you to meet
This is little Jonathan,
Say hello to the people"

"Hello", "Jonathan has problems, neck
Tangled legs, crooked but we can heal this boy
For just, six thousand
We can this boy"

God called me and then by
And He told me gonna die
Unless you buy My water
Check, cash or a money

This is true, question me
I'll even you shit for free
It's only ten for the call
And I'll send a prayer, no at all

Put your up to the screen
your eyelids, and intervene
Your lips to mine, now send the
And while you're there, you can my ass

your paycheck, and send me half
And I'll send you God's
get you Allah's, and Buddah's too
Even Zeus, I dont a fuck who
send me that money

"Would you like to be healed, Jonathan?"
"Yeah, Reverend", "You see, brothers and sisters,
Excuse me I told him never to page me on a Day
Yes? Uh huh, Hallelujah, outtie, people, that was the
Today only, He will heal boy, for just five thousand dollars"

Pass the plate
(Show me how you give)
the collection plate
(Give, give, give)

Pass the collection
(Show me how you give)
the collection plate
(Show me how you give)
(I'll you how to live)

Your total's twenty-two
For your set of to Heaven
Make the out in my name
Me or God all the same

your crippled ass to me
Pay my usher the fee
I'll bless your legs, and your chair
Then your bitch-ass outta here

Now a special
This part don't any money
Drip a drop of blessed
Now I your daughter

Even though I a hooker
Took baby girl and shook her
You still buy everything I
And I'm livin' well, see you in

"Four-thousand eight-hundred,
Five thousand, Hallelujah! You did it, and sisters
Are you ready, Jonathan?", "Yes Reverend"
"Lord almighty, we've met price"

Give me the healing power, I can feel it
Rumilumilamanamanumi! boy is healed
Now, to the naked eye, it would
That this boy has not been

But I can you
This boy's has been healed, inside this tangled
Mangled frame is a little boy, his spirit is healed Hallelujah!"